He sat back down slowly, but his body never relaxed since the news. His mind ran at full tilt, every detail of the last seventy-two hours flashing behind his eyes like war footage.

Ariel is missing, but still wouldn't just vanish like that, not now at least.

Not without a reason, and Alexander knew exactly the reason. Max, she heard he's missing.

He gritted his teeth.

“If you’re running out of the country,” he muttered to himself, “you don’t wait around.”

But Ariel hadn’t made it far. If she was planning to get to Spain, she would’ve needed her passport.

She ran away from Johnny's penthouse in a rush, that…...